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600
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Who wouldst thou strike?
| false
|
[]
|
601
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Villain, forbear.
| false
|
[]
|
602
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Sirrah, I say forbear.— Friend Valentine, a word.
| false
|
[]
|
603
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Then in dumb silence will I bury mine,
| false
|
[]
|
604
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
For they are harsh, untunable, and bad.
| false
|
[]
|
605
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
No, Valentine.
| false
|
[]
|
606
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
No, Valentine.
| false
|
[]
|
607
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
That thou art banishèd— O, that’s the news—
| false
|
[]
|
608
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
From hence, from Sylvia, and from me thy friend.
| false
|
[]
|
609
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Ay, ay, and she hath offered to the doom—
| false
|
[]
|
610
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Which unreversed stands in effectual force—
| false
|
[]
|
611
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
A sea of melting pearl, which some call tears;
| false
|
[]
|
612
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Those at her father’s churlish feet she tendered,
| false
|
[]
|
613
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
With them, upon her knees, her humble self,
| false
|
[]
|
614
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Wringing her hands, whose whiteness so became them
| false
|
[]
|
615
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
As if but now they waxèd pale for woe.
| false
|
[]
|
616
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
But neither bended knees, pure hands held up,
| false
|
[]
|
617
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Sad sighs, deep groans, nor silver-shedding tears
| false
|
[]
|
618
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Could penetrate her uncompassionate sire;
| false
|
[]
|
619
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
But Valentine, if he be ta’en, must die.
| false
|
[]
|
620
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Besides, her intercession chafed him so,
| false
|
[]
|
621
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
When she for thy repeal was suppliant,
| false
|
[]
|
622
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
That to close prison he commanded her
| false
|
[]
|
623
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
With many bitter threats of biding there.
| false
|
[]
|
624
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Cease to lament for that thou canst not help,
| false
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[]
|
625
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
And study help for that which thou lament’st.
| false
|
[]
|
626
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Time is the nurse and breeder of all good.
| false
|
[]
|
627
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Here, if thou stay, thou canst not see thy love;
| false
|
[]
|
628
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Besides, thy staying will abridge thy life.
| false
|
[]
|
629
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Hope is a lover’s staff; walk hence with that
| false
|
[]
|
630
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
And manage it against despairing thoughts.
| false
|
[]
|
631
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Thy letters may be here, though thou art hence,
| false
|
[]
|
632
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Which, being writ to me, shall be delivered
| false
|
[]
|
633
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Even in the milk-white bosom of thy love.
| false
|
[]
|
634
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
The time now serves not to expostulate.
| false
|
[]
|
635
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Come, I’ll convey thee through the city gate
| false
|
[]
|
636
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
And, ere I part with thee, confer at large
| false
|
[]
|
637
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Of all that may concern thy love affairs.
| false
|
[]
|
638
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
As thou lov’st Sylvia, though not for thyself,
| false
|
[]
|
639
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Regard thy danger, and along with me.
| false
|
[]
|
640
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Go, sirrah, find him out.— Come, Valentine.
| false
|
[]
|
641
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Gone, my good lord.
| false
|
[]
|
642
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
A little time, my lord, will kill that grief.
| false
|
[]
|
643
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Longer than I prove loyal to your Grace
| false
|
[]
|
644
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Let me not live to look upon your Grace.
| false
|
[]
|
645
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
I do, my lord.
| false
|
[]
|
646
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
She did, my lord, when Valentine was here.
| false
|
[]
|
647
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
The best way is to slander Valentine
| false
|
[]
|
648
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
With falsehood, cowardice, and poor descent,
| false
|
[]
|
649
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Three things that women highly hold in hate.
| false
|
[]
|
650
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Ay, if his enemy deliver it.
| false
|
[]
|
651
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Therefore it must with circumstance be spoken
| false
|
[]
|
652
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
By one whom she esteemeth as his friend.
| false
|
[]
|
653
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
And that, my lord, I shall be loath to do.
| false
|
[]
|
654
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
’Tis an ill office for a gentleman,
| false
|
[]
|
655
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Especially against his very friend.
| false
|
[]
|
656
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
You have prevailed, my lord. If I can do it
| false
|
[]
|
657
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
By aught that I can speak in his dispraise,
| false
|
[]
|
658
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
She shall not long continue love to him.
| false
|
[]
|
659
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
But say this weed her love from Valentine,
| false
|
[]
|
660
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
It follows not that she will love Sir Thurio.
| false
|
[]
|
661
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
As much as I can do I will effect.—
| false
|
[]
|
662
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
But you, Sir Thurio, are not sharp enough.
| false
|
[]
|
663
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
You must lay lime to tangle her desires
| false
|
[]
|
664
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
By wailful sonnets, whose composèd rhymes
| false
|
[]
|
665
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Should be full-fraught with serviceable vows.
| false
|
[]
|
666
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Say that upon the altar of her beauty
| false
|
[]
|
667
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart.
| false
|
[]
|
668
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears
| false
|
[]
|
669
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Moist it again, and frame some feeling line
| false
|
[]
|
670
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
That may discover such integrity.
| false
|
[]
|
671
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
For Orpheus’ lute was strung with poets’ sinews,
| false
|
[]
|
672
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Whose golden touch could soften steel and stones,
| false
|
[]
|
673
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Make tigers tame, and huge leviathans
| false
|
[]
|
674
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands.
| false
|
[]
|
675
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
After your dire-lamenting elegies,
| false
|
[]
|
676
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Visit by night your lady’s chamber window
| false
|
[]
|
677
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
With some sweet consort; to their instruments
| false
|
[]
|
678
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Tune a deploring dump; the night’s dead silence
| false
|
[]
|
679
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Will well become such sweet complaining grievance.
| false
|
[]
|
680
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
This, or else nothing, will inherit her.
| false
|
[]
|
681
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
We’ll wait upon your Grace till after supper
| false
|
[]
|
682
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
And afterward determine our proceedings.
| false
|
[]
|
683
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Already have I been false to Valentine,
| false
|
[]
|
684
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
And now I must be as unjust to Thurio.
| false
|
[]
|
685
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Under the color of commending him,
| false
|
[]
|
686
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
I have access my own love to prefer.
| false
|
[]
|
687
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
But Sylvia is too fair, too true, too holy
| false
|
[]
|
688
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
To be corrupted with my worthless gifts.
| false
|
[]
|
689
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
When I protest true loyalty to her,
| false
|
[]
|
690
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
She twits me with my falsehood to my friend;
| false
|
[]
|
691
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
When to her beauty I commend my vows,
| false
|
[]
|
692
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
She bids me think how I have been forsworn
| false
|
[]
|
693
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
In breaking faith with Julia, whom I loved;
| false
|
[]
|
694
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
And notwithstanding all her sudden quips,
| false
|
[]
|
695
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
The least whereof would quell a lover’s hope,
| false
|
[]
|
696
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love,
| false
|
[]
|
697
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
The more it grows and fawneth on her still.
| false
|
[]
|
698
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
But here comes Thurio. Now must we to her window
| false
|
[]
|
699
|
Proteus
|
Proteus_TGV
|
MALE
|
And give some evening music to her ear.
| false
|
[]
|
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